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'twittering Christmas'

Tis' the age of twitter and sharing social status Often quite bitter that tech apparatus A new kind of Christmas That seems to just dis us empties our pockets burns out our sockets Take me back to the time Berries twisted with twine A simple pleasurable dine Perhaps a splash of red wine A bushel of our loves A new pair of gloves Dancing elf upon a shelf Mistletoe to add a glow After the freshly fallen snow When passwords were for forts And Santa might be heard with his jolly ol' snorts reindeer that methodically stir prior to blue screens that blur Take me back to the time Berries twisted with twine A simple pleasurable dine Perhaps a splash of red wine A Christmas carol Gleefully received new apparel A possible dreidel for thee Without a never-ending membership fee Cards that wished genuine love from heaven above Not a book with a face But an ember glowing fireplace Take me back to the time Berries twisted with twine A simple pleasurable dine Perhaps a splash of red wine Not a Pinterest party Just an Interested party I'm not in a group But I am in the loop Without an insult or like putting together a new bike With kisses and courage that nourish and flourish Take me back to the time Berries twisted with twine A simple pleasurable dine Perhaps a splash of red wine When tags were for gifts Not a computer sharing multiple grifts Sleigh rides, jingle bells, snow drifts Glorious melody that instantly lifts My Christmas past is antiquated, perhaps So much time spent on these screens Political posts caused friendship collapse So, on this Holy Date, I will wean for a day Wishing you A Merry Christmas and a possible New Sleigh 300wd.

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Date: 2/14/2017 5:03:00 PM
SO cute, Donna. Loved that "when tags were for gifts ...." Great cleverness in this poem!!
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Date: 2/14/2017 12:53:00 PM
I don't "tweet," Donna, but wish for the simpler days when Christmas was as you describe so nicely. "Without an insult or like," you managed to put together the bike and probably enjoyed riding it more than one would enjoy tweeting about it. Our old ways of celebrating the holiday may seem antiquated today, but I would never change the wonderful memories. A very enjoyable read that got me thinking, longing, for the past.
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Date: 2/8/2017 7:04:00 PM
This is perfect. Great write. So many great lines in here. I especially like "When passwords were for forts..." Thank you for sharing. -- Wesley C.
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Donna Roberts
Date: 2/8/2017 8:15:00 PM
and yet here we are lol Thank you for acknowledgement
Date: 2/8/2017 5:27:00 PM
I really enjoyed your poem.
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Donna Roberts
Date: 2/8/2017 8:14:00 PM
TY

Book: Shattered Sighs